From the trunk, Sharman casually took a corpse and threw it in front of the two of them, and replaced the two scrapped tires.

Just as he was starting the car, the bearded man suddenly took out a package from his horse and threw it into the window.

"Xiaoman, don't say we don't understand the rules."

"Your subordinates crossed the line and rushed into me, and you dared to attack me, I did him! Those who see have a share, and this head will be given to you. ”

Shaman's pretty face turned blue, and when he opened the cloth bag in a panic and saw that it contained the head of the little boy who had been covered with blood before, his eyes were red as red in an instant.

Countless cold rays flashed from Shaman's fingertips, and the flying needle directly beat the two horses into a sieve, and the two people on the horse also fell directly.

"Stinky, you're looking for death!"

The bearded man took the long-handled broadsword from his horseback, rounded the iron sheet that cut directly into the off-road vehicle, and split the driver's seat in half!

When he tried to pull out the long knife, he found that the blade was stuck in the car and could not move.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sharman was as dexterous as a cat, peeking out of the shattered window, and frightened the bearded man back in a hurry.

Once a long weapon is close to it, it is useless.

Shaman held two daggers, one long and one short, and the lightning attack made the bearded man throw his long knife, drawing his scimitar from his waist to fight.

In just a few breaths, there were several more fine wounds on his body.

"What are you doing in a daze, help!"

The bearded man screamed, and the tall and thin young man on the side rushed forward with a narrow sword, and the three of them moved and dodged, and the moves were so fast that I could barely distinguish them with the naked eye.

Both of the enemy attacked with evil spirits, and if Shaman followed me honestly, with the golden light protecting his body, they would not dare to get close.

But if Sharman had to rush forward, I couldn't help.

Seeing that under the attack of the two of them, one far and one close, Shaman's body had more and more wounds, and the longest one pierced her shoulder blade.

The two men who fought with Shaman were equally uncomfortable, and she almost completely abandoned her defenses, and her suicidal attacks added many wounds.

If the fight continues like this, it will only end up with two serious injuries and Shaman's death.

Sharman hasn't given me the news of Yuejing New District yet, and she must not be allowed to die!

I glanced at Mo Ruchu in the back seat, "Can you tie those two guys with iron cables?" ”

"Big brother, it's okay to tie them up, but I'll only hold on for three or five seconds at most. These two people are very good at kung fu, and their speed is too fast......"

"Okay, three or five seconds is enough."

After receiving my order, Mo Ruchu immediately ejected two iron cables from the back of the chair, and the chain plunged into the mud at one end, slowly extending forward along the soil.

At the same time, I climbed onto the roof of the car and sat cross-legged, chanting in a low voice:

The guards of the Three Realms, the Five Emperors welcome.

All gods salute and harness the thunder.

Demons are frightened, and spirits are dead.

There is a thunderbolt inside, and Thor is incognito!

At the moment when the spell fell, thunder and lightning suddenly thundered and lightning flashed in the sky, and the chains lurking in the ground suddenly burst out, climbing up the body of the tall and thin young man and the bearded man like a snake.

I yelled, "Get down!" "Immediately, he pointed at the top of Shaman's head, and the thunder and lightning slashed down in the direction of my fingertips!

When Shaman heard my voice, he didn't care about anything, and immediately threw himself on the ground with his head in his hands.

It was precisely because of her trust that the thunder and lightning brushed her body past, and finally hit the two enemies.

The tall and thin man and the bearded man were burned to a charred corpse in an instant, and Shaman held his head and was so frightened that he didn't dare to move for a long time.

"Alright, get up."

Hearing my voice, Shaman looked up blankly, and was startled when he saw the two charred corpses, "What happened to the heavenly thunder just now?" ”

"In the Daomen Golden Light Mantra, there is a method of guiding thunder."

Sharman opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but blood was spurting out of his throat. She seemed to be a little panicked, and she tore her shirt directly without me being next to her.

The knife wounds, large and small, are healing at a very fast speed, and even Shaman's complexion is much better than before.

She tried to tear off a piece of charred meat next to her, stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it twice, and finally spit it out, shedding two lines of tears.

In the face of Shaman's silence and tears, I didn't urge, just waited quietly by the side.

Although I don't know much about the constitution of the 'undead', while Shaman's body is recovering rapidly, his soul power is depleting rapidly.

Her power is all through eating flesh and turning into evil energy, so as to fill herself.

Now Shaman's body can no longer produce evil qi through eating, which means that her injuries are no longer able to recover.

Now radiant, it's just a return to the light.

Ten minutes later, Shaman wiped away the tears from his eyes, packed all the bodies in a bag, and then stepped on his horse and hurried away without saying a word.

I sat in a wheelchair and followed her back to the bungalow.

After entering the door, she carried the body down non-stop and transported it to the automatic cutting machine on the basement floor.

With the flip of a switch, the machine runs automatically, from cutting to freezing, and finally to plastic lunch box packaging, all of which are integrated.

After the whole box was ready, I helped Shaman carry it to the living room, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, "Tomorrow morning, there will be a total of twenty-three people to receive the lunch, you can calculate how much each person can get, and help me distribute it." ”

I stared at her for a moment, "Don't worry, you'll live until twelve o'clock tomorrow afternoon." ”

"Hehe, you say that, I don't really have to worry about it."

Sharman took out a delicate key from under the bed, opened the cabinet at the bottom of the study, and tossed a stack of papers from it.

"There's everything you want to know here."

……

In the document, from the birth of the so-called 'undead' to the present, it is clearly introduced.

Seventy years ago, the first generation of immortals came to Yuejingshan to station, and the identities of these people are mysterious, and no actual records have been left so far.

The copywriting mentioned in question is only one sentence: the first generation of immortals, who sacrificed their souls to demons, are powerful and immortal.

The first generation of the undead appeared for a short time, and they had children with the rest of ordinary people, and even the children gave birth to children, so there were the second and third generations of the undead.

The stronger the blood of the undead, the stronger the strength.

Shaman, like the other eleven, was a second-generation immortal, each of whom commanded an area of Yuejing New District.

Originally, there were very few people in Yuejing New District, but these aborigines, relying on smuggling and plundering money, used immortality as a gimmick to inject blood into ordinary people, making them low-level 'immortals'.

The high-level undead are unwilling to hunt by themselves, so they let the low-level undead go hunting, and they only need to draw their blood regularly.

All immortals need to regularly absorb blood food to replenish the power of blood in their bodies, and once the power of blood is not enough, people will fall into madness.

The woman we met in the alley earlier was insane because of the lack of blood and food......

On the last page, there is a list of all the undead, and the messages of the eleven administrators.

The two managers I killed just now are marked on the list.

The strength of these two people is in the middle and low among the managers, and Shaman is the strongest of the twelve.

After reading all the information, I asked suspiciously: "In Yuejing New District, the territory is divided according to strength. The stronger the manager, the more prosperous the jurisdiction. ”

"You are ranked first in strength, why are you huddled in a small and broken place?"

Sharman leaned against the head of the bed, looking numb and disheartened.

"Among the undead, you can fight to the death for a piece of meat, and the weak can only be eaten."

"The people who live in my territory are weak guys, or orphans whose parents were killed in the struggle."

"They are not greedy, and they only receive the minimum amount of food from me every month that guarantees that they will not go crazy."

I asked, "Where does your food come from?" ”

"A small part is a dead body that was picked up, just like today."

"Most of them are bought from the outside world, and the cold chain transportation here is all about people who are sick and old, and there is no nutrition, so we can only ensure that these people do not starve to death."

"Fortunately, these people don't have much need, and not starving to death is the biggest luxury......

After listening to Shaman's statement, I finally understood why she was an immortal, and her body was still shrouded in a layer of auspicious energy.

Like her: out of the mud but not stained, pure lotus but not demons, there is the style of an ancient gentleman, it stands to reason that heaven should not kill her!